Aigle

The Mongolian fighter walked in, just as nude as Dixie. She had a rag and soap and showering paraphernalia in a bucket with her.

"Ah. Has Dixie had a hard workout as well?"

"Yea. Worked up a helluva sweat out there. Should be ready to kick some real ass tomorrow night."
"Aigle will get stronger too! Stronger than Dixie! Though Dixie..." Aigle's eyes wandered down. "Dixie has proven victorious with her teats."
"Say what!?" Aigle was staring a bit too eagerly at her.